A Second Round In Hell

"No, you stop." Kyndal murmured softly. "Let me go. Nevermind, I don't have anywhere to go." He sighed, his arms wrapping around the man's neck. "You're sick of me, I don't have any friends either. You're right. It must be me." He hid his face in Rhett's shoulder, sobbing lightly. "I'm sorry I'm such a bitch. No wonder you hate me." Now he knew damn well he was being an emotional pregnant person but there was no stopping it.

"Awh shartatck, ya know how weh figh'." Rhett shook his head, trying the Trever method of rocking his lover. "Ya know ah say things ah don' mean when ah'm pissed. Ah shouldn' ave said et. Ah love ya, yar jus' pregnant and hormonal. Thah es alrigh'. Least yar nowt always an arse like mah self." The man hated seeing his lover cry, no matter how angry he had been at Kyndal it still made his heart ache.

"I'm sorry." Kyndal sniffled, hugging his husband close. "I love you..."

"Ah love ya tooh Shart stack." Rhett walked his lover back into the home, sitting down beside his son. "Ah ave advice fer ya." Rhett nodded his head, deciding to try and lighten the mood. "Don knock Leon up."

"Leoneh es well behaved." Cove snickered. "Ah don't worreh about hem getting pregnant." He had yet to inform his father that he had been considering it...

"Ah doh." Rhett would die if his son made a child with that retarded brat. He didn't want Cove to have mentally challenged kids.

"Well et's nowt yar problem ta worreh about, soh don't." Cove said simply, glancing at Leon lightly.

Rhett raised a brow at his son, his gaze drifting down to Leon who had fixated himself with toying with his camera.
"Yar actualleh thinkin' about et, arent ya?"

"Maybe." Cove said simply. "Ah don't know, ah sort of want one..."

"But what ef ets stupideh?" Rhett reached out for his sons arm. "If yar anythin' likeh meh, et'll break yar heart if ya ave' one an something's wrong with et."

"But et won't beh stupid... cause Leon esn't stupid." He frowned deeply at his father.

"But heh es....Autistic." Rhett took a moment to remember the boys condition. "Its still hardeh, ah don want thah fer ya."

"But ah love hem, dad. Ah want babehs weth hem. Ah want our love ta live on, even when weh don't." He nodded lightly, staring at Leon lovingly.

Rhett reached out to wrap an arm around his son, pressing him tight. "Ya realleh doh love em, don' ya?"

"Of course ah do, dad." He smiled softly at his father. "Heh's everything ta meh, and ah wish ya would like hem."

"Ah jus...." Maybe Leon wasnt so bad if he made his baby happy. Rhett could protect Cove as long as Leon was keeping a smile on his face.
"Alrigh' love. Ahll tolerateh em." Rhett winked lightly.

"Thank ya daddeh." Cove pecked his father's cheek, grinning brightly as he moved to hug Leon to his side as well.